There is no moon to be seen in New York tonight, and the sky is dominated by thick clouds that oppress black. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe rain poured down, as if the floodgates of the Heavenly Court Reservoir had collapsed, and the raindrops "crackled" on the ground. The rainstorm washes the streets of New York like a mirror, and the red and green lights reflect the colorful light on the smooth street.

Eric Charlotte walks down Broadway on his way home. Theoretically, he is exactly eighteen years old this year - if you don't count the pre-reincarnation part of his life. Yes, Eric Sherlock is a time-traveler, from a place that is much more normal than this crazy world.

How crazy is the world?

In New York, for example, just a few streets away, a tower towered in the rain that seemed to pierce the night sky, and Eric's excellent eyesight could make out the glittering letters "STARK" written in large letters on the top of the tower with an aluminum frame, and at that height it was like a lone night light flashing white neon lights. On the other side of the same city, the Osko Enterprise building stands like another dark castle on a rainy night, with incandescent lights illuminating each floor behind the glass curtain wall and three transparent sightseeing elevators running at high speed.

Probably in recent years, superheroes have begun to enter people's field of vision one after another, and the first thing to appear in people's field of vision is the famous playboy Iron Man in the comic universe. Maybe there were other superheroes before him, but most of them were just urban legends or weird stories that spread in people's mouths, and the first superhero to appear on the screen and swagger to announce his existence was indeed the first.

Ever since he learned about Stark and Osco's existence, he had always felt that this was the Marvel Universe, and that he must have traveled to Earth in the Marvel Universe by accident. However, since the first time he found out that there are cities like "Metropolis" and "Gotham" in this world, the idea that it could not be worse has been refreshed again.

Well, let's say that a planet sinks once every three days and an end of the world every five days, what if the two Earths are combined? Eric has wondered for so many years why no aliens have fallen from the sky and planted a small flag in the center of Times Square to announce that the planet is now owned by them, or why those organizations that are said to have existed for hundreds or thousands of years and have endless evil plans brewing have not rushed to divide the world before those so-called superheroes are born.

No matter from the perspective of Marvel or DC's world view, if those superheroes have not been born yet, then even two earths are not enough for those evil forces hidden under the water to divide up. So maybe it's a mystery why the crazy world that has been crammed into two worldviews is still unsolved.

Well, if all of those fanfiction time-travelers were to form an organization, Eric felt like he would have disgraced his countless predecessors. His predecessors have traveled to a new universe, and they seem to be extremely excited, as if they are ready to show their skills in the new world with Goldfinger, join the Avengers, and what alien villains such as Thanos and Darkseid will all overturn, and make some god costumes such as Infinity Gloves and Infinity Stones...... I don't know what kind of life court I can fight with in the end, and in the end, I can return triumphantly, and then I can usher in the ending of the winner of life.

And then what about Eric? Eighteen years have passed, and it seems that it was what it was before I came, and what it is still after I came.

It is said that the basic law of the superhero world is "the poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology". It may seem simple to say, but the opportunity for mutation is hard to come by. You may think, isn't it like Spider-Man just giving a bite to a spider? But when someone takes a bite and turns into Spider-Man, you go to the same spider and take a bite, what if it bites you directly? This kind of thing is like the protagonist in a martial arts novel who falls off a cliff, and there is a chance that he will not be able to hang up, and nine times out of ten he will pick up a peerless secret book similar to "Jiuyang Divine Skill". However, passers-by fell from the same cliff, and nine times out of ten they directly confessed.

Mutation is hard to come by, even in Marvel or DC, there are so many superpowers on the earth of seven billion people, you can't expect to hit that probability just like you won the lottery. As for "technology", the first condition is that you have to be rich, first of all, you have to be a rich second generation. This brings us to Eric's reincarnated parents, and herein lies the problem - he hadn't seen them since he was three years old, and he was raised by a nanny until he was fifteen.

Eric sometimes even thinks that the probability of bumping into such a pair of strange parents is about the same as the probability of being reborn as a superpower. It is said that his parents are doing something big outside, doing mysterious research all day long, claiming to be "absolutely secret". Eric doesn't like the word, especially in such a crazy world. He didn't even know if his parents were still alive, maybe they happened to be some kind of genetic modification researchers, and then they had already hung up in an experimental accident that accidentally created some three-headed six-armed monster.

Well, that's just a complaint, he actually knows that his parents are still alive, because they occasionally write some concise and clear letters, always carrying a certain amount of cash in the envelope. There are also regular credits in his bank card, neither too much nor too little, at least it never makes him feel like he has anything to spare.

In fact, he doesn't want any heroic life that is magnificent and turns the tide when the world collapses, he just wants to live an ordinary life, make a few close friends, meet the other half of his life, and then settle down.

But he is a time-traveler, and the moment he came to this world, he was doomed to be unable to spend this life as he wished.

And the change began tonight.

"Hell in the rain."

Eric finally made it to the door, muttering discontentedly, he was drenched in rain. Now the only thing he wanted to do was to get inside and shake off his soaked sweatshirt and head straight to the bathroom for a nice shower.

Then, the moment before his hand touched the security doorknob, he paused.

The door was open.

Someone went in before him.